Nikolai's Point Of View
She was trembling against me, chest heaving, lips parted, her pulse thundering at the base of her throat.
Beautiful.
Dangerously beautiful.
And mine.
I brushed my nose against hers, savoring the way her body pressed needily against me.
"You're so damn tempting," I whispered, my voice rough with restraint.
Her eyes fluttered closed as I kissed her again, slower now, teasing, tasting. She whimpered into my mouth, and the sound went straight to my gut, setting every nerve ending ablaze.
I smirked against her lips and pulled back, dragging my fingertips up her side, slow, deliberate just to hear her gasp again.
"You drive me crazy, Morana," I murmured, trailing kisses along her jawline, down to the sensitive spot beneath her ear. I nibbled there, grinning when she jolted and clutched at my shirt.
"Good," she whispered breathlessly, echoing the word like a dare. God, she didn't even realize how much power she held over me.
